Brain implants are a staple of science fiction, especially cyberpunk fiction like Neuromancer, Johnny Mnemonic, and The Matrix. Personally, I’ve been fascinated by the idea of computer-brain interfaces since I was a kid. I remember seeing a clip from an old TV show—I think it was Ripley’s Believe it or …

This is a great piece of #NerdArt I found a few weeks ago. I thought the scene was so interesting, that I had to write what, in my mind, was happening. Was this something fantasy or science fiction. Sometimes the difference between them is a matter of perspective and understanding. …

Crime. The social aspects of it, the repercussions from it and the simple fear of it are major factors in people’s lives. Local politicians like to talk about how they’ll crack down on crime. Inner-city economically impoverished people tend to get sucked into it by necessity. And most recently, corporations …

With the recent passing of television and scifi legend Leonard Nimoy, I wanted to post something as a tribute. But, in some ways, I feel like the Internet has provided far more in that realm, with much more touching sentiment than I could. Instead, I’ll do something that is related …

Clarice: 20/20
When she saw his face, it was wet with tears. Pure joy filled his eyes. "No respawn..." he whispered. "You actually stayed."
Clarice didn't know what he meant but smiled too.
The next morning, she awoke... and she remembered.#20TweetTales#Scifi#Fiction

Clarice: 19/20
"Not today. Maybe tomorrow. I may not remember, but..." She smiled to herself. "That's okay, because just for tonight I can be a girl with no past who's starting over. Tonight, I can be Clarice."
And she turned and went inside.#20TweetTales#Scifi#Fiction

Clarice: 18/20
The woman leaned back off the bar and stood up straight. The name blazed in front of her, screaming out to her. "Okay," she said. As the yellow letters told her everything she needed to know, she took a deep breath.#20TweetTales#Scifi#Fiction

Clarice: 17/20
She didn't want to sleep. She wanted to wake up, to wake up and remember who she was... And to remember the next day, and the next.
A beep came from inside the apartment, then a door closing.
"I'm home!" Carlo cried out.#20TweetTales#Scifi#Fiction